Clare Anderson is an average teenager. She has good friends She gets passing grades She has three siblings. 3 older brothers. When her dad tells her that he is letting his best friends son stay with them for the rest of the year all she can think is great on more guy to live with. ' What can go wrong with another cocky boy in the house...' READ BELOW There is a rewrite to this story, basically because this one is just horrible, it has absolutely no plot, no storyline, and makes absolutely no sense. I apologize for those who have already read this. I don't see how you last so long. But please go ahead and read the rewrite, this version isn't worth your time. Much thanks to sariahjj for making this AMAZING cover.

A pair of sky blue eyes looked back at me. Matthew. He tapped again. I got up and pulled open my window. "What are you doing here?" I asked timidly. Even though Matthew and I were neighbors, we certainly weren't friends. "I need somewhere to stay and your house is the closest." I noticed he was sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek bone. "Don't you have a friend's house you could go to?" I asked curiously. "That's the first place he'd look." he said simply but seriously. I bit my lip unsure. "Come on, Shaina. It's one night." I finally nodded and stepped away from the window. * This story contains scenes of bullying, self-harm, drugs and abuse with some mature language. *Go check out the sequel But Why Not